Chapter four hundred and seventy seventh three drops of blood
The silver door exploded, and Zhuo Wen stepped in. His eyes immediately focused on the center of the hall.
This hall was majestic and majestic, but its aura was vicissitudes of life, but these did not attract Zhuo Wen's attention. His eyes were focused on the center of the hall as soon as it appeared.
Because, in the center, there is an extremely huge silver throne. On the throne, there is a white bone sitting upright. This white bone is extremely strange. The bones are actually the color of silver. In the dim hall, it exudes
Yingying silver light.
What attracted Zhuo Wen was not the strange skeleton on the throne, but the three golden droplets on the skull's chest. The surface of the three golden droplets continued to exude a terrifying and powerful aura, causing countless small rotating cyclones to form around it.
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"This aura...could it be the blood of a powerful person in the Emperor's Realm? And it's also the blood of an extremely powerful person in the Emperor's Realm?"
Staring at the three golden droplets on the skull's chest, Zhuo Wen finally couldn't calm down, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes became even more intense and red.
This is not the first time that Zhuo Wen has seen the blood of a strong person in the Emperor Realm. When he was in Duanyan City, when Ouyang Yuntu and Qiu Chou took him to the Blood Swamp, the Jiuji Emperor Yuan Pond there was the Emperor Ji Realm.
It is formed from the blood of warriors, and it is also the blood of warriors in the Nine-wheel Emperor Realm.
At that time, it was only after Zhuo Wen soaked in the Jiuji Emperor Yuan Pool that he reached the half-step of the Emperor's Realm in a short period of time. This also allowed Zhuo Wen to see the path of the Emperor's Realm clearly, and he was able to step into the Emperor's Realm without any hindrance.
Stagnation, speaking of it, this is all thanks to the effect of Jiuji Emperor Yuanchi.
It's a pity that the Jiuji Emperor Yuan Pond in the Blood Swamp was formed from a drop of essence and blood of a Nine-wheel Emperor Realm warrior, and after being diluted by the huge pool of water and the passage of time, most of the effect has already been lost.
When Zhuo Wen, Ouyang Hanxuan and Ouyang Ruoli entered together and shared the energy of the Jiuji Emperor Yuan Pool, Zhuo Wencai only advanced to the half step of the Emperor Realm.
However, it is different now. The silver skeleton in front of me is definitely a strong person in the Nine-wheel Emperor Realm, and those three drops must also be the three drops of blood essence of a strong person in the Nine-wheel Emperor Realm. This kind of blood essence is very important to the warriors in the Emperor Realm.
Said, but there is a fatal temptation.
Because once he absorbs this kind of essence and blood, Zhuo Wen can break through again in a short time, and it is entirely possible to reach the peak of the second-round Emperor Realm.
"This thing must be obtained, no matter what, it must be obtained."
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes have become extremely sharp. The importance of the essence and blood of the Nine-wheel Emperor Realm to him is self-evident. This thing can completely improve his strength to the greatest extent in a short time, so this time
No matter what, he must get these three drops of blood essence.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the air sounded out of thin air. Zhuo Wen turned his head and looked at another silver gate, his eyes full of fighting spirit. No matter who it is this time, Zhuo Wen must win!
boom!
Countless silver fragments flew, and the silver door at another place shattered. A slender figure swept out from the countless silver fragments, and several of them jumped up and landed in the hall elegantly.
When Zhuo Wen saw this figure, his face was startled, and then he frowned slightly and whispered: "I didn't expect it was you..."
"Haha! Are you surprised to see me? Zhuo Wen?"
A gloomy voice sounded slowly, and the figure raised his head slightly, staring coldly at Zhuo Wen in front of him, with a look of impatience on his face.
"No! I just thought it was a coincidence, but when I met you, I breathed a sigh of relief, because facing you, I have a 100% winning rate, don't you think so... Lu Yuanhua, the third prince of Mu Qinhou Mansion!"
Shaking his head, Zhuo Wen smiled. The person who appeared in front of him turned out to be Lu Yuanhua, who had always wanted to kill Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen originally thought that he would not meet this Lu Yuanhua, but he did not expect that he would meet him in the ninth round.
He has arrived at his mortal enemy.
Creak!
Hearing this, veins popped up on Lu Yuanhua's forehead. Looking at Zhuo Wen, his eyes became extremely angry and cold, and said: "Zhuo Wen, you are still as arrogant as ever. Do you really think you can challenge me just because you broke into the trial mountain?
?You will regret it when I see it."
Zhuo Wen shook his head. As soon as Lu Yuanhua appeared, he had completely seen that the aura in his body had reached the late stage of the second round of the Emperor's Realm. Although Lu Yuanhua's rapid progress was beyond his expectation, for Zhuo Wen
Generally speaking, this level of cultivation cannot pose the slightest threat to him.
At this time, Lu Yuanhua's heart was filled with joy. Originally, in his opinion, he would not be able to meet Zhuo Wen at the Trial Mountain Meeting, but now he did not expect that it was really a narrow road for enemies to meet him, and he met Zhuo Wen at this time.
"This Zhuo Wen has entered the realm really fast, and he has actually reached the middle stage of the second round of the Emperor's Realm. But for me, this strength is still not enough! Haha, this time it's finally time for me to avenge my shame. I want this Zhuo Wen
Beat him to death directly, and if there is a chance, it is best to eradicate him in this hall."
Thinking of this, Lu Yuanhua's eyes became colder and colder, and his face was filled with ferocious murderous intent. He recalled various scenes from the ancient cave in his mind, and the anger in Lu Yuanhua's heart kept rising like an erupting volcano.
"Zhuowen! What a God-given opportunity. You are dead today."
Lu Yuanhua stopped talking nonsense and stepped on the sole of his foot. The terrifying aura in his body flowed out unceremoniously, and endless strong wind filled his body surface.
Staring coldly at Zhuo Wen in front of him, Lu Yuanhua's eyes calmed down. Although his hatred for Zhuo Wen reached the point where nothing could be attached to him, he would not underestimate his enemy because of this.
He wanted to use thunderous means to kill Zhuo Wen directly. He wanted Zhuo Wen to regret having offended him and disobeyed him.
A series of complicated seals were formed from Lu Yuanhua's hands, and the powerful Yuanli was condensed in his hands to an extremely terrifying level. Immediately, a huge black hole of several hundred feet was suddenly ripped open in the void behind Lu Yuanhua.
In the vast black hole, a huge palm measuring several hundred feet suddenly stretched out.
This palm was very lifelike, just like the palm of a real person. Zhuo Wen could even see extremely clear palm prints on the surface of the palm, and an awe-inspiring aura suddenly overflowed from this huge palm.
With his eyes narrowed, Zhuo Wen showed a cautious look on his face. What Lu Yuanhua used this time should be the extremely famous imperial armor skill "Open Mountain Tablet Palm" of Mu Qinhou Mansion.
When he was in the Mortal Pavilion, Zhuo Wen was still half-step to the Emperor's Realm, while Lu Yuanhua was already at the first level of the Emperor's Realm. At that time, Lu Yuanhua wanted to use this move to deal with Zhuo Wen, but was stopped by Lu Yongsheng who came later.
Lost!
At that time, Zhuo Wen was extremely afraid of the "Open Mountain Stele Palm". With his strength at that time, it was really difficult for Zhuo Wen to catch this move, but it is different now. Although Zhuo Wen is dignified, it is not to the level of fear.
Looking at the huge palms hundreds of feet high in the void, Zhuo Wen looked at his own hands. He suddenly realized that he had become so strong without knowing it. The things he was afraid of before were now not afraid at all.
"Zhuowen! Die."
Lu Yuanhua laughed wildly. He wanted to watch Zhuo Wen turn into countless blood foam and powder under the bombardment of the palm of the Kaishan Monument. That scene would be extremely brilliant and beautiful!
Zhuo Wen shook his head, his eyes were as calm as water from beginning to end. Unknowingly, he found that Lu Yuanhua, whom he had been afraid of before, felt extremely ridiculous at this time. Maybe this is the feeling after standing at a certain height!
Boom!
The huge mountain-opening palm was very fast, just like a mountain of ten thousand feet being crushed down. In an instant, it came within a few feet of Zhuo Wen's head. In just one breath, the mountain-opening palm could directly crush Zhuo Wen into powder.
"Lu Yuanhua, this strength is simply not enough for me! So break it for me!"
Zhuo Wenqingyue's voice suddenly sounded, and immediately countless blood flames surged out, covering the crushed Kaishan Monument Station like a sky-blocking sun.
Click!
An incredible scene completely occurred in Lu Yuanhua's eyes, and he saw that the palm of the mountain monument that he was most proud of was shattered inch by inch under the endless blood flames, and was finally annihilated in the endless blood flames.
The blood flames became more and more powerful and violent, almost turning the entire hall into a sea of blood flames. The blazing heat and terrifying destructive power spread, and countless stone pillars around the hall collapsed and broke.
Lu Yuanhua stared blankly at the countless blood flames in front of him, his mouth wide open, almost enough to put an egg in it. What he really didn't expect was that his Kaishan tablet palm was broken like this, and Zhuo Wen didn't seem to have any effort at all.
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Kick, kick, kick!
Crisp footsteps sounded, and the endless blood flames split a path of blood flames from the middle part. A slender figure slowly stepped out. Zhuo Wen, surrounded by endless blood flames, quietly walked towards Lu Yuanhua in front, his eyes as calm as water.
"How is it possible? The Mountain Opening Tablet Palm has no effect on you at all. You are obviously only a warrior in the middle stage of the Second-Wall Emperor Realm. Why do you have such a powerful power?"
The crazy look in Lu Yuanhua's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep fear. When did Zhuo Wen become so terrifying?
"Lu Yuanhua, you are too shallow! So it's not me who is going to die now, but you."
Zhuo Wen's words were emotionless and extremely cold. After speaking, his whole body melted into the blood flames, and in the next moment, he was already behind Lu Yuanhua.
"Damn it! If you want to kill me, you are not qualified."
Lu Yuanhua also calmed down, took out a long sword from the Earth Level Spiritual Treasure from the Qiankun Bag, shook his right hand, and stabbed Zhuo Wen directly behind him.
"The low-grade earth-level spiritual treasure is of no use to me, break it for me!"
Zhuo Wen twisted his right hand and wrapped it around the stabbing sword like a snake. With a strong force on his right hand, he directly drew the sword away, and then his left hand formed a claw shape and hit Lu Yuanhua in the back of the heart.
Poof!
Lu Yuanhua's eyes widened and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew backwards and rolled on the ground for dozens of meters before stopping.
Whoosh!
A figure came straight towards him, Zhuo Wen stepped hard on Lu Yuanhua's chest with his right foot, looked down at Lu Yuanhua and said lightly: "Do you know the gap between you and me? If you don't want to die, hand over the Heavenly Mark!"